Amazing Woman Poems | Examples
These Amazing Woman poems are examples of Woman poems about Amazing. These are the best examples of Woman Amazing poems written by international poets.
Beautiful Hungarian Lady
Do you remember that young guy?
You know my love, it's me
A rocker boy from the last desk,
in the classroom
I just watched you, just watched you
You, Eve, the amazing teacher
My love, I still loving you
I can't forget you, even though you far away
Yes, in the time, in the past
and in the real life
You live in Hungary, I live in England
Distance, distance, distance…
It's very bad, I am suffering a lot
Just feel it, my beautiful teacher
Dame, Queen, woman, the perfect
I love you, keep it in mind
I am always waiting for you
Don't be passive, open your heart
Our love is more than…
Our love is more than…
The Taj Mahal
take the time
to release her inner shine
and let her know
you appreciate her
for allowing you to steal
a few moments of her time
because all women should be
considered Divine,
but the Black Woman
at least in my mind
was created from Heaven's
blueprint,
a supreme design
she is an amazing woman
unique
one of a kind
so allow me to take a few
moments of your time
so I can build you
a verbal shrine
and as my words take you
on a natural high
I hope it brings a smile
to your face
Black Woman
you are more precious
than diamonds or rubies
and with pride
I celebrate you
and take the time
to release your inner shine
I Love an Unknown Woman
Super voice, top soul, amazing style
Super life, a high mind, she is the art
I am listening. Listening. Her. A vocal
I love. Electric fever. Super kind a life
I need. I want. I need this woman's style
A woman. A special art. Statue and voice
Best. Great desire. Top life. Glittering…
I love you. A poet. Hungarian. In London
I love you
Dear voice
I am listening to you
Always. On YouTube
Thank you
You inspired
You
This poem
Hmm
I love you
she had supernatural energy
could lift a car with one hand
her amazing family synergy
was discussed throughout the land
Perfect Woman
Conductress. Hatvan-Somoskoujfalu trainline in Hungary
I often travel on this line. Beautiful view from the window
Amazing, this land. This is my heart. Magnificent, lovely villages
Loving to come here. Heavenly destination. It’s my land
Hmm. Home. Good to feel this air. Feeling. Only one. Exists here
Frozen time. Always the same. Past, present. One. Here. I am.
A lady. On the train. I saw her many times. Beautiful. Conductress
Hmm. Smiling always. Hmm. I love her. She is perfect. A perfect. Woman.
Mature. Nice apple. Fruit. Hmm. I can’t taste. She has family
I love her
I respect her
Hmm
I get off
At my station
she glides through life being a miracle to many
they see it, and say it; her name is Mrs. Penny
She is humble and smiles, a listener so true
Adored by students, this year there are twenty-two
she keeps a confidence, and holds your heart for life
Mr. Penny adores her too, admires his marvelous wife
Be your favorite cheerleader daily
And who are you cheering?
Why you, you, you
And why do you do it?
Who would benefit better?
Say really good things about your hair and your sweater
Here is a mirror exercise to get you started
Remember, only positivity, so you can be kind-hearted
Hello gorgeous, you say to your reflection
She will smile and giggle, an amazing confection
You are brilliant! You say, with a hip hip hooray
Toss some streamers in the air, dance in some way
Celebrate you
You are your own best ME ever!
To do this daily is wise, smart and clever
Late yesterday afternoon
I got lost in your moon
In your deep ocean.
My heart was drowning
I became a sick fan
Of your smile, my darling.
I was afraid to utter a word
I became speechless, oh! Lord
I love this amazing woman.
For ethical reasons, you ignored me
I now know how it feels to be a dummy
How it feels to be seriously in love.
I cried for the Almighty Being above
To stop the flow of this chemical
Which is destroying my poor soul.
I got lost in your ocean
I got lost in your moon
Late yesterday afternoon.
I know now how it feels to be a true fan
How to be discretely and seriously in love
With a woman who is as pretty as a Dove.
Copyright© August, 2014, Hebert Logerie, All Rights Reserved
Hébert Logerie is the author of several poetry books.
My queens and heroines,
Truly beautiful even when off-screen
For it is truly their love with most gleen,
Which captivates me, just like sequin.
My queens and heroines,
So amazing, yet so beyond reach of my means.
If only I could see them leave their limousine,
But alas I'm less than who deem them as so mean.
Look at those meadows
dressed in green.
Such an amazing pink rose
is growing among them.
Disguised with colours,
as a woman out from her shade
to discover a rose
with petals and not only pins.
She has a rainbow tongue, he told us as he kept walking.
I did not want to hear any more, but he could not stop talking.
She speaks of unicorns, candies, carousels and stars oh so bright!
And what she can do with this tongue is amazing, she is a delight.
Now I knew I did not want to hear more, but I kept listening.
The dining room stopped talking when she entered.
It was mostly men. The ones who were not staring, probably wanted to.
She was dressed from crown to toes in purple.
And she looked amazing.
There was a dazzling quintessential aura about her.
I could feel it, and I am not a man.
I could not imagine how a man would feel.
Was she a model? Movie star? Celebrity?
Too gorgeous to be real, and yet she was.
Hippy woman, born twenty-five years later, and yet, here you are.
A throwback from the seventies, a free spirited, sassy shining star.
In the winter, you bring the sun, and you light the world too.
On your deck this morning, you have rid the world of all her blue.
Hippy woman, with your beautiful hair and your amazing smile.
I love it that I can watch you wandering around, you have such style!
On your balcony, sunning yourself, unaware that we are watching you.
Neighbors love seeing you in the morning; you take away our blue.
Put together Mona had a flash and a flair.
She designed her own clothes, and they were unique.
None of the rest of us would have tried.
But she was daringly outrageous, and it always turned out.
She has the confidence of twenty, someone said.
I knew she had mine, and I could point out twelve others.
We were in awe, staring at the way she twirled about.
Showing us up without trying, for she had a kind heart.
She sometimes came to our parties and dressed us up.
We loved it, but we could not have left the house like that.
We are small town girls with minds that are full of absolutes.
We watched her from afar though, amazed and intrigued
by her boldness, and her ability to turn herself into amazing.
Queen of Diamonds you are lovely to behold.
However, I know that your blood runs incredibly cold.
You are mean to the peasants, the peons, and even me.
I do not think you have one single redeeming quality.
Queen of Diamonds, living up there in your golden tower.
You look down on us, and you do have an amazing power.
To be devilish and cruel every day; you are no flower.
We wish you good wishes; but please hide away in your bower.